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Was it to serve me?
Recalling the previous software and hardware skills, Chen Anlin's massage technique was exceptional.
Wu Qingxue frowned slightly as a strange sensation spread across her arch, sweeping through her entire body and causing goosebumps to rise. She instinctively adjusted her position and unexpectedly found her soles itching intensely.
She muttered to herself, When did this kid learn to give foot massages? Is he secretly learning to serve me?
Ha! Finally figured out how to flatter me, huh?
"Where did you learn to massage feet?" Wu Qingxue scrutinized him and asked.
Chen Anlin raised his head, about to answer, but in that instant, Wu Qingxue glanced at his trousers with a cold gaze.
This guy actually—
"You can leave now!"
Boom!
Wu Qingxue kicked him in the face with her delicate foot, and Chen Anlin let out a wail as he flew out of the palace. In the air, only his pitiful cry remained: "Your Majesty, I didn’t mean it!"
This guy is getting more and more audacious, showing such disrespect towards me!
Wu Qingxue spat in annoyance, her icy glare gradually fading.
All along, she had considered Chen Anlin merely as a childhood playmate. After all, those were her happiest and most carefree days. Deep down, she valued him greatly, feeling most at ease when they were together without any barriers.
However, that didn’t mean she had any romantic feelings for him; it was purely friendship. But just now, this guy had shown her such disrespect—it truly infuriated her.
"Cough cough, Your Majesty, Anlin is still young and full of vigor; you really can’t blame him," Yang Dou interjected from the side, unable to help but defend Chen Anlin.
"Hmph! If he does this again, I’ll make him a eunuch!" Wu Qingxue declared fiercely before turning back to Yang Dou. "Dou'er, remember to protect this kid well!"
"Understood, Your Majesty. I’ll go take care of it right away."
Hiss... Your Majesty is really ruthless!
In novels, the descriptions of the Empress often portray her as foolish and tyrannical, completely ignorant! Yet for him and this scoundrel, she was extremely protective—only because of their childhood bond.
From a very young age, the Empress was merely a royal family member who wouldn’t even get a chance to be in line for the throne. But by the time she turned ten, she had displayed extraordinary martial talent.
Before the events that unfolded, she had just broken through to the third rank. At that time, the former emperor had passed away, and various princes were vying for power, leading to constant factional strife in the court. No one expected that at this moment, Wu Qingxue would rise to prominence, using her formidable cultivation to eliminate the competing princes and ascend the throne as emperor!
Following her ascension, she personally led military campaigns beyond the borders, quelling threats at the frontier and suppressing various rebel forces. It can be said that without Wu Qingxue's powerful rise, the Great Zhou might have already faced division and continuous turmoil.
The next morning, in the Zhao family's Confucian Hall in the capital city, many high-ranking members of the Zhao family were gathered to discuss Zhao Yao's request to return her betrothal gifts. The head of the Confucian Hall was Zhao Yao's father and also the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Bao. Dressed in luxurious brocade robes, he was slender with a goatee, sitting at the head of the table exuding an aura of authority despite his calm demeanor. At this moment, Zhao Bao was extremely angry!
Yesterday, his daughter had come home crying about wanting to break off her engagement, as if she were the one who had suffered a great injustice. He had initially thought he would support her, but to his surprise, he had scolded her harshly and even considered hitting her until a relative quickly intervened.
With a loud bang on the table, Zhao Bao shouted, "Who gave you the right to unilaterally break off your engagement? Do you know what it means to offend the Chen family?"
The Zhao family was at a crucial stage of development; without the Chen family's support, who would recognize them? The thought only fueled Zhao Bao's anger further as he coldly continued, "Everyone knows that the Chen family relies on their power and enjoys bullying others. What if they really force us to return the betrothal gifts? What if all our business partnerships fall apart?"
"Dad, what are you worried about? The Chen family is still a prominent household; if they really want us to return the gifts, it would be their shame—no one would respect them," Zhao Yao retorted stubbornly, her eyes filled with defiance as she muttered, "I just don't believe they would actually make us return them."
Beside her, Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with determination as he addressed Zhao Bao. "Uncle, you need not worry. As long as the Chen family still cares about their reputation, they won't truly force Yao'er to return her betrothal gifts."
"Moreover," he continued confidently, "no one understands Chen Anlin better than I do. I suspect this guy is just pretending to be aloof."
"Pretending to be aloof?" Zhao Bao raised an eyebrow.
"Yes," Xiao Chen replied coolly. "He’s deliberately using this engagement issue to pressure Yao'er into submission."
"Exactly! Dad, look! Xiao Chen has said so! If you don't believe me, surely you can trust his words?" She knew her father held Xiao Chen in high regard.
In her heart, Xiao Chen was truly exceptional—a grassroots hero rising against all odds. As for Chen Anlin? He was just an unlearned scion of privilege—an incompetent fool!
Aside from being slightly better looking and coming from a wealthier family with a protective empress backing him up, what other merits did he possess?
In contrast, while Xiao Chen might not have much in terms of looks or wealth—being poor and without connections—he was intelligent and diligent; everything he achieved was through his own efforts.
Xiao Chen understood her well too; he often picked up peculiar stones for her as gifts—each one carefully chosen. Unlike Chen Anlin who merely threw money at her with expensive gifts worth thousands or tens of thousands of silver coins—he was nothing but a bumpkin.
The two were simply incomparable.
"Uncle, just wait and see. If Yao'er agrees to break off the engagement, Chen Anlin will definitely have to bow his head and apologize." Xiao Chen smiled faintly, feeling relaxed.
In his view, after pursuing Yao'er for so long, how could Chen Anlin truly give up?
"Hmph, that guy has no idea how to play hard to get with me. I won't forgive him so easily! I need him to kneel and speak to me," Zhao Yao declared with an air of superiority.
"Well, Yao'er, if you want to break off the engagement, we can wait a while. Let's first complete our two big deals with the Chen family. Once we establish ourselves, what do we have to fear?" Zhao Bao nodded in agreement, increasingly satisfied with his daughter.
"Got it, Dad!" Zhao Yao replied happily, nodding vigorously.
Hearing this, Xiao Chen flashed a charming smile, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
The stronger the Zhao family became, the more advantageous it was for him. He was highly valued by Zhao Bao and had been invited as a guest elder of the family, receiving training resources every month.
Instinctively, Xiao Chen touched the ring on his finger. As the Chosen One, he naturally possessed a golden finger. His golden finger was the spatial ring on his finger, which housed a fairy from another realm.
At that moment, a voice echoed in his ear from within the spatial ring. "Xiao Chen, that guy Chen Anlin has arrived."
Xiao Chen nodded and spoke up, "Uncle, Yao'er, Chen Anlin is here."
"You can sense it in advance?" Zhao Bao looked at Xiao Chen with approval; there were too many mysterious qualities about him.
"Alright, I'll make him kneel and apologize right away," Zhao Yao said with a bright smile.
"I want to see how you make me kneel and apologize!" A chilling voice came from outside the door.
Bang!
Chen Anlin kicked open the heavy iron door and strode in with his hands behind his back, followed by a group of guards from the Chen family. Behind him was a woman wearing a thin veil—Yang Dou, the personal guard of the Empress!
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